"Thank you for your sacrifice, Blola." Virala spoke as he stared at the figure of Blola before him, "I'll gift you some knowledge that can help in your mental fight against the Transcendent Eater."
"Their hate towards you is on par with Inala, since both of you are no longer Mammoth Clansmen." Blola clicked his tongue, "So, what the fuck did you gift them that they're happy to help you like this?"
"Drugs," Virala flashed a content smile. But upon seeing the expression of confusion on Blola's face, he groaned, "At times like these, I would have loved to argue with a smarter individual."
"I'm smart enough, damn you." Blola snorted.